An Unprotected Female.

Cromwell Argus, Volume III, Issue 139, 9 July 1872, Page 3

An Unprotected Female.

The New York Sun tells the following capital story “ Miss Amelia R. Purvis, of Mount Vernon, was awakened on Saturday night by a noise at her bedroom window. Looking in that direction she observed a man crawling into her room, closely followed by another. Instead of giving the traditional scream, Miss Purvis remained perfectly quiet, and awaited developments. The second man tip-toed to the door of her room and began to examine it. Miss Purvis slipped out of bed, seized a bay-rum bottle and smashed it over the intruder’s head. He dropped. She gathered him up by the hair, and dragged him to the window. Not a word was spoken. The fellow, under this mode of treatment, recovered his senses and leaped out. The scoundrel under the bed did not stir. He no doubt believed his presence there was not known. Having disposed of the first fellow, Miss Purvis took a small tin trumpet from her bureau drawer, and stooping down, at ttie same time turning the gas slightly on, she presented the small end of the trumpet at the crouching form of the thoroughly terrified man under the bed, and said—“ See here, young man, you have been there long enough. Just scrabble out instantly, or I will blow you into the middle of next week.” He did not wait for a second invitation. Miss Purvis kept him covered with the trumpet, and fearing that his time had come, he made a lively shape for the window and went out like an arrow. In his hurry he lost a pair of false whiskers before he reached the window. Having met with this misfortune his disguise failed further to deceive the young lady. In the intruder she recognised Abraham T. Willson, a discarded lover. Miss Purvis said nothing of her adventure, more than to satisfy inquiries next morning about the rumpus in her room, explaining that she had broken a bay-rum hot le. But the first thing she did yesterday morning was to purchase a cow-hide. Yesterday afternoon she met the object of her search in Central Mount Vernon, and, without a word of explanation, began to lay the instrument upon Abraham’s back. Abraham started to run, but Miss Purvis seized him with her left hand and held him fast. He screamed and swore, and begged and demanded an explanation, but down came the instrument of tortuie. “Down on your knees, sir,” said Miss Purvis, “and ask my pardon for your gross conduct last night.” No sooner said t urn done. Down went the terrified scapegrace on his knees in the mud, and prayed her to be merciful. He acknowledged the intrusion, and promised never to trouble her again either by his tongue or his presence. A few weeks ago Willsou’s name was stricken off Miss Purvis’s list of visitors. It is said that he circulated stories damaging to her character, and upon doubt being expressed ns to the truthfulness of his assertions he made a bet that he could go into her room at night. He took a companion with him as a witness, but the name of his partner has not ascertained.